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Where has all the magic gone? Hearts that shatter and fall. When the future disappears in a shroud of smoke Lost to eyes that once saw it so clearly. Where has all the wonder gone? Souls that fade away. Life that meanders and laughs At the sad little twist it has. I sat upon the mountain, Breathless from the climb And laughed at the wonder of the world Now I sit amongst the many masses Breathless from the tears As I lamen...

Speaking to the Sun

Speaking to the sun about what we have done to our green earth

The Civil War isn’t over yet. The Crusades begun a thousand years ago have not been won, and when I read about another drone, another soldier’s suicide, another stone thrown at a women’s head, another prison being built to rid the streets of anyone who might be one of them, or smoked a joint, or didn’t have his papers in his pocket, I look up at the sun and want to cry and not feel shame for what I haven’t done, and wish...

Hopeless

A chance slipped away

HOPELESS I am so shattered and so needlessly empty I thought I had a chance I was so expectant. Where did that chance go? The story was perfect. My heart was fully engaged; And my soul; my peers gave me loving feedback and my hope was pure. The day came to celebrate that I had won an award, but that sweet dream was jarred; rewards that never came before stayed away

Not a proper goodbye

something about someone who meant a lot to me

A message, a few lines that was all I received as goodbye. A few words, telling me I need to move on. I knew you would have preferred to tell me that directly But time always played against us. I read the short message, again and again. I can’t help getting upset, But soon I get a grip on myself, I take a deep breath, Force myself not to think about it, And it works, I think, a break up is so easy, I can move on, I’m not...

Always second,Never first.Always wrong,Never right.Always sad,Never happy.Always ignored,Never acknowledged.Always pushed,Never pulled.Always heard,Never listened.Always existing,Never living.Always there,Never here.Always forgotten,Never remembered.Always second,Never first.

I feel distant,More non-existent,As if I don't belong,As if it's all wrong.I'm transparent as a ghost,I stand by,As those I love the most,Just carry on, ignoring,The don't hear me, imploring.Please, please!I need to be heard!Please, please!Can you spare me a word?If only you could tell,How the words,Trapped inside me yell.As if my life is trapped in a screen,Or maybe it's me,They won't hear me scream.It's just a show,But...

The rivers flow from sunken eyes,No one hears these silent cries,Except the room,But I assume,Even the air,Doesn't give a care.Into my pillow I weep,Can't fall asleep,Until the warm tears,Through the pillow sear,Burning as my eyes,Shed silent cries.Convulsive sobs,Gather in mobs,Flowing upon the sheets,Hysteria is my defeat,No turning back,My eyes close it's black.Then I sleep,Curled up in a heap,My lashes soaked,By thoug...

Blue Confetti

A sad, metaphorical, poem that popped into my mind...

Two fallen hearts,Who's thrown the darts,Filled of evil poison?Two soul-mates,It was surely fate,But now it's blue confetti.Broken and torn,Vows that were sworn,Now they do not matter.Left is a trail,Flap your arms and flail,Above the blue confetti.Alas, you drown,You float face down,In the blue confetti. It rains it pours,Your soul it soars,Above the blue confetti.Fast forward in time,We cannot rewind,But we still see bl...

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The Diaries of Heather Campbell- Chapter 1

First story on this site, feedback is greatly appreciated.

July 8th, 2010Dear Diary, Today is another beautiful, sunny, summer day. Not too hot, not too cold. It seems as though everyone and their mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters, brothers and grandparents are out for a stroll through town. The streets are flooded with crying kids, dropping ice cream cones, or whining about leaving the park. There are mothers pushing baby carriages through shaded pathways lined w...

For all intents and purposes this story is Fiction...do not attempt to think you know anything more about me after reading it...the characters are all fictional (and please disregard grammar...I'm drunk) September 9th, 2009: I was reading a book for my “Children's Literature” class when the same girl who was playing that song on guitar that I loved, and which I thought only I knew existed, came up and sat at the same picn...

Dementia

Effect of Dementia

Lately, I've been looking at my grandpa's face trying to rewind it back to when he was younger; try to picture the face without all the wrinkles and wither. This is the second person I have had to help take care of while they slowly disintegrate and die. I don't feel bad for myself, no...not exactly. That's life after all, and millions of people have to go through with it. That doesnt mean I can't vent about it...it doesn...

The Wait

loneliness

I am sitting in my room, again... Nothing is changed. I am once again lonely, having nothing in the world but myself. Blinking, I wonder what is wrong with me. Is it a wrong wire in my brain? Is it a genetic defect I need to cut out of me? I am unsure as I move around the room. Glancing at the soft light of the screen, nothing on it just a blank page with the words this copy is not genuine, and a smiley face of the messen...

Another Day

Another poem written a long time ago...not a happy poem...sorry...

Crazy people scream in vain,Scream for blood, curse the rain.Useless beings line the halls,Ugly pictures on the walls.Another job that I'll hate,Not gonna argue with my fate.Another girl calls me honey,As she asks if I have any money.Politicians run the state,Preachin' love, rule with hate.Another kid goes off to die,Everyone too busy to ask why.Another day don't ask why,Another reason to get high.Get a job and settle dow...

Another Friend Left Town Today

Another old song attempt, posted as a poem...a bit dark, but not too bad...

Another friend left town today,Left this world quietly with nothin' to say.Don't matter whether it was a shot in the arm or a shot in the head,The only thing matters is another friend's dead.Hook:Another friend left town today,Another friend with nothin' to say.So many words that will never get said,Just another friend that ended up dead.Time goes on and I examine my soul,I take a close look inside and count the holes.The...